"Uncle Zheng, don't be surprised! My brother is occasionally not serious, but his spirit is completely normal, and he is still very polite to people under normal circumstances!"

Mo Yifu turned his head slightly and said.

Da Zhuang stopped doing it here, and stood directly on the hospital bed, his chubby little body jumping on the bed, like a big jumping ball. It's really childlike, and I'm going to play on the trampoline as if I'm a three-year-old child.

"Annoying, get out of the way, let me shoot this old turtle grandson to death!

Mo Yifu looked guilty, Da Zhuang is his friend, he has to come together tonight, and he can't let anything happen to him.

Otherwise, it's really hard to explain to the police.

"Da Zhuang, don't make trouble! Respect the elderly, why is there no politeness at all? What about those poems, books, and rituals that I usually learn?"

"Annoying, you're still verbose! What nonsense are you talking about, I haven't even learned the Three Character Classics! What do you know with the naked eye? Let me type out of his original form!" As he spoke, Da Zhuang jumped out of bed, carrying a blue pillow in his hand, the shell of which had turned yellow and black.

Explain that this pillow has slept with many patients.

No one cares about these details at the moment.

What Da Zhuang cares about is to beat the old man on his back out of his original form and prove that he is a sharp-eyed wishful stick.

What I care about is that the old man on his back must not really move the liver fire, otherwise it will be difficult to control.

Suddenly, a cold snort came from the silent night, like a quiet library where someone's mobile phone rang, and the ringtone was still a popular song.

It sounded so familiar to Da Zhuang, and the cold snort was so similar to the voices he had heard before, and the words that he closed his eyes and listened carefully were simply made by a person.

It's the old immortal, that's right. I have strengthened my determination to play the original form of the other party.

"Hey, old man, I've lived for so long, and I've never seen such a rampant little red guy! That's what you said, you want to hit my original form? I'm afraid that your fat body can't bear the weight of my original form!"

"Is that you? I remember your voice, that is, you have been luring me into this ward, using my curiosity to set up a trick!"

The big strong tiger's body shook and pounced, and the speed was like a strong volley of a football striker under the temporary stimulation of the body, and the old man on Mo Yian's back was the 7.32-meter-long goal.

At such a close distance, you can even hear each other's breathing, and the thick aroma of garlic in the breath.

Crunch~

With a sharp stop, Da Zhuang stopped in front of the door, looking at the person who blocked him incredulously.

Don't bother!

One hand stretched out and pressed against the big strong head, allowing him to flutter his hands and scratch in the air, but he couldn't touch the old man on his back for half a minute.

"Annoyed, take away your dirty hands. Let me kill this old fellow, and leave him alone! Can I still lie to you? He's not human!"

The spitting stars in Da Zhuang's mouth flew out of the distance, and where his hands couldn't reach, the spitting stars reached him.

It made Mo Yi feel sick and bored.

"Speak well, don't scream! A mouthful of garlic smell has flown to my face, are you disgusting or disgusting!"

"He's a ghost! Don't be fooled by him!"

The two fell into a brief stalemate, waving their arms weakly and slowly sinking.

The last butt reached the ground, and the mouth began to cry, which slowly turned into a howl.

"I protect you wholeheartedly, but you don't believe me, and you still protect this old ghost, what do you have in mind?

Alas~ sighed slightly, looked at the fat man crying like a 200 pound in front of him, and hesitated to explain to his friends.

"Don't cry, of course I know he's a ghost! The specifics are troublesome and long!"

"Woo woo~ You just turned your elbow out, believe him or not!"

"Don't talk nonsense, he's an old ghost, not a beautiful female ghost! Can I try to figure out his beauty? I know you're frightened, and when you see me coming, you want to take revenge. Originally, it should have been, but for him, I still have a use!

Da Zhuang sat on the ground and raised his head, looked at his friend, and heard a hint of comfort in his words.

"Then you should say something that is not secret, why can't I kill him!"

First of all, he is a ghost, you are a human, how can you kill him? You can't even touch him! Just now your hand has actually touched it, but you can't feel it. Secondly. ”

Mo Yifu turned his head and put the old ghost down, but the old ghost shrank his legs and didn't come down.

"Don't be skinny! I'm getting older, don't play children's games. We don't know each other!"

"Hey~" The old ghost jumped down.

Frightened, Da Zhuang moved back a few times, and suddenly jumped back on the bed, looking at the old man with wary eyes.

Leaving Mo Yifu's back, under the illumination of the light, the old man's appearance was clearly revealed.

It's still the same blue-white face, the eyes are cloudy, and the folds on the face are a little smiling, obviously sneering.

The cyan caftan on his body has a temperament that does not fit this era.

Standing beside Mo Yifu, he said softly: "Boy, you beat me! I will beat you, you can't beat you!" said and took two steps forward, the meaning of provocation was obvious.

"Ahem~ Now we can talk about business, right?I just went to the toilet to find you, why aren't you there?" Mo Yi coughed annoyingly, reminding the old man.

"I'm not idle, exchanging experiences with the old man in the ward, and the dying man still runs so far to go to the toilet, do you say that I shouldn't say a word about him?"

The old man on the hospital bed inside had already swallowed his breath, it had happened before Da Zhuang came in, and the follow-up stories were all pranks of the old ghost.

"You didn't kill it with your own hands, you look so ugly, you must have been scared to death!"

Mo Yi was a little suspicious, and continued: "I remember that you seem to have said that the toilet is your safe place!"

"Hey~ let you underestimate it, don't you say that the toilet is me, but the whole hospital is mine, come and go freely!"

"I don't believe it, you're not the dean, I didn't carry you out just now, you're still squatting there, right?"

The old ghost's face slowly became unbearable, and he began to become serious.

"You're really underestimating. I just said I've been in that pit for thirty years. ”

"Alright, don't dwell on the little details. Tell me why you hinted that I came to you!"

"Well, impatient boy! I'll tell you how eager you are! What should I say, thirty years ago. ”

The old ghost straightened out his clothes, and the corners of his cyan clothes were a little wrinkled, and they were always uneven.

"Stop! I'm not interested in your story. What about 30 years ago? I don't even want to listen to the stories of three days ago, and at night, I don't sleep when I listen to ghost stories?"

"Thirty years ago, I was. ”

"Thirty, long story short, what are you looking for me?"

Mo Yifu stretched out his hand and patted it, and the old ghost's head shrank accordingly, and a fierce color appeared in his eyes.

Big strong eyes are sharp, and you can see clearly.

"Annoying, the old man is murdering you, I saw it. He rolls his eyes!"